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Is she crazy?
[ Yes, I'm crazy like your mom having sex with your ex-dad on a roller coaster ride. Seriously dude. ]
Alright. It seems weird. But it's not. You might think it is, But I'm telling you, it's really not. So here goes.
Does an incubus dream mean something in reality? Or am I just a sex-crazed teenager? I mean, the other night, I had one, and it was my fifth time and it was:
Me, walking in the rain, all alone, in the middle of the street, no lights, at midnight time. There was no air but I still could breathe. When I turned around the block, I saw one street light on where a man was sitting down on a bench with his head down and his eyes dim. When I suddenly blinked my eyes, he was gone in a flash, only a gust of wind was left. When I turned back, I saw nothing, just darkness. But when I turned to look at the bench to see if he was there, he was infront of me. He seemed breathless and tired but with one motion, he coiled his arms around my waist and kissed me. At the momement, I was lost, confused, but at the same time, lustful and wanting.
Suddenly, when I blinked, I was in a huge room with black curtains that filled the entire room with darkness; only two candles was lighted near the doorway. My body as well as my clothes were dry. I was standing limp like I fell and stood weak to my knees when I heard a paino sound in the same room. There he was, playing a grand piano, his eyes closed and his fingers moving at a fast pace. I felt sadness and sorrow and when I blinked my eyes again, suddenly, The piano sound had stopped and a million tears streamed down my face. He gently wrapped his arms tightly around me and kissed me as he whispered, "It's okay, I'm here for you. I..."
And that was the end of my dream.
Try and guess who he was.
Weird ain't it? I guess, for some of you. But believe me, when you have those dreams, I bet you won't think that that's weird.
She's desperate all right.
